How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 110

 

“Hwuuu…”

 

The distant sound of someone sobbing echoed familiarly.

 

Was a banshee crying again?

 

The voices that sounded were quite a bit different from one, though.

 

“Hwuuuuu…”

 

“You can stop.”

 

Oh, was it just a dream?

 

A dark room slowly became clearer. I’d seen this room before.

 

As the darkness surrounding me gradually ebbed away, I saw a woman crying, standing in front of a balcony and rubbing the heel of her palm against her chest. A man was moving closer to her.

 

I couldn’t see their faces, but a strange sense of familiarity washed over me. The thought of having met this couple somewhere else passed me by.

 

Oh, that’s right. I had had a dream like this once before.

 

Yes, in another place, at another time, that woman had been smiling wickedly, and that man…

 

“Isn’t it time you stopped with the bad acting?”

 

The woman quit her wailing. “What if I don’t want to?”

 

“Ah, you’re really driving me crazy.”

 

“As expected, it doesn’t work on you,” I couldn’t see it, but I could feel the woman sneering. “You’re so annoying, you know that, right?”

 

The sadness ailing her vanished in an instant, something menacing gracing her features instead. I still couldn’t see what she looked like, but I felt the aggression dripping from her echoing and settling in my bones.

 

The man looming over her seemed to be very angry. “You turned the court banquet into a damn circus show. Have you no shame?”

 

“That girl was asking for it. What did you want me to do?”

 

“Did you fight with her just cause she asked you a question? Why don’t you pick a fight with the entire world then?”

 

“You weren’t even there, so what do you know? Right, it must’ve been your little sister that told you. Of course, she must have chosen her side again. She always does.”

 

The woman gave a bitter laugh, the air turning sullen.

 

“Watch your mouth.”

 

“Oh, don’t deny it, you know it’s true. And what if I don’t watch my mouth? Will you hit me? Don’t even joke around, because we both know you won’t.”

 

I was starting to worry a little for the woman.

 

She was deliberately targeting her opponent’s weak spots, his rage already reaching its breaking point. The harsh breaths he took was the only sound that could be heard in this dark and empty room.

 

“You’re such a bad f**king girl.”

 

“And you’re so handsome,” she swooned, ridicule but also honesty honeying her sweet voice.

 

“Consider it an honor then, if you’re willing to admit it.”

 

“Hah! An honor? You?”

 

“Anything you’re dissatisfied with? Tell me, since I’m your so-called husband.”

 

“I’m dissatisfied with your existence itself.”

 

dissatisfied with your existence,

 

The mood was strange.

 

were seriously fighting, but they couldn’t take

 

each other before that. Instead, it

 

chest

 

you’re at least

 

like that, it didn’t mean anything. There are a hell of a lot more attractive men much better-looking

 

doing here, then? Hurry up and go

 

“You’re a damn j*rk.”

 

man came closer, as if there was still space left between them. “Visit her

 

participate in the

 

“Hell no!”

 

“Then I won’t either!”

 

frustration and moving swiftly, the woman raked her fingers through the man’s hair and dug her nails into the back of his neck, pulling him close to her. There was nothing

 

man was twice her size,

 

help but wonder where I was, who these people were, and why I was here, as

 

a while now, and the sounds of heavy breaths and desperate kissing filled the dark chamber. The only source of light

 

and hopeless and wretched all at the same

 

woman’s eyes

 

this dream, after all. Someone from the

 

that woman smiled

 

chest broke and smashed into pieces. The face

 

The woman was me.

 

that’s you… That’s

 

Then, that man is…

 

to make sense of it, but it was as if someone had turned me to stone. I

 

the room plunged into darkness. The man and the woman vanished and I lost myself

 

***

 

eyes had me twitching, trying to

 

my head. I tried to lift my hand, but it dropped down to the

 

me here? What happened

 

fragments of my memories as I slowly woke up, I turned my eyes to

 

I wanted to cry.

 

to see him safe and lying next to me, looking like he hadn’t just gone through hell and back, but there were no

 

eyes leaving no part of his face untouched. He did

 

He looked miserable, though.

 

my weak hand and run my fingers through his bangs, the movement taking everything out

 

whisper in the soft breeze. “Why

 

felt like it didn’t really matter, none

 

had done in this life, all of it flashed before my eyes,

 

a stranger in my own body thinking about it

 

and hoarse as well, a

 

“What…?”

 

a long time. I’ve never really been me. All I was, was an illusion. Once it broke, everyone changed.

 

that

 

disappointed my adoptive parents had been with me once they realized I wasn’t what they had wanted me to be. When my brother had had enough of my sniveling and groveling and breaking down, when I wasn’t the perfect sister, always composed and

 

been like

 

“Always.”

 

curled into a mean snarl. I knew it wasn’t me he was directing it at.

 

already in a situation where I’m hated

 

I pressed hard on the bone of his cheek, wondering

 

gazing at me with that same brokenhearted

 

fully, enveloping me in his warmth, but

 

around his wide torso and burying my head in the juncture where his shoulder

 

my head

 

I didn’t

 

don’t look at me like that. Because it’s not your fault. It’s not always all about you,

 

suffering-from-main-character-disease arrogant man,

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